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Narrator:The mercenary Superfortress 'Post-Dated Check Loan' has teraported into a previously uncharted star-system. One in which there is purposed destruction on a scale not seen in the recorded history of any of the civilized races present.

Narrator:(This calls into question the real dividing line between civilization and barbarism, but we don't have time for panting lines. Besides, in space there is very little upon which we can actually apply paint.)

Narrator:Suffice it to say that when the lid has been left off of a box of entropy this large, there's money to be made for the soldier of fortune.

Tagon:Kevyn, this action is huge! Petey counted over twelve hundred capital ships in the system. Just who are we working for?

Kevyn:Don't worry about the 'who.' Worry about the 'how much.' Trust me.